[Sword III] Self-cultivation of brain-damaged fans

After traveling to Dajisan, but not being able to be the owner's domestic chicken, Jiang Han was very disappointed.

But she will not give up treatment.

She must practice martial arts hard and make progress every day, so that she will have the courage to walk in front of her male god in the future.

Although it was a bit regrettable, but after Jiang Han looked in the mirror, he realized that he really deserved to enter Chunyang.

In the mirror, the glamorous and compelling face that looked like a mountain snow lotus, even though it had shrunk several times, was still the face of her daughter whom she cared for carefully.

Chunyang became a female number, the Taoist priest really didn't lie to her, she really should go to cultivate immortality.

#Of course, not the kind that stays up late and dies suddenly. #

Traveling with a shell is the best dream in the hearts of many teenagers with secondary illnesses, and Jiang Han is no exception, not to mention that the person she admires the most is in this world.

"Practice the sword and practice the Dao. I will not be qualified to stand in front of the great master until I have achieved great success in the way of the sword!"

The little girl in the mirror clenched her fists, her eyes were firm, and the mountains and seas were hard to move.

Soon, Jiang Han, whose aptitude was appraised to be superior, went to Chunyang as a teacher and became the junior sister of the Taoist priest who brought her back.

But in Jiang Han's heart, there was a person so far away that she could hardly touch her, so she didn't feel proud or out of balance because of it.

The brainless fans with their own beauty filters feel that even if they work hard for 100 years, they will not be able to catch up with their own male god and owner.

Therefore, Jiang Han cultivates his sword and mind, learns seriously, has a peaceful attitude, endures hardships and stands hard work, and has a firm heart.

In order to be able to walk in front of my male god in the future, it can be said that I have made every effort.

Because Ye Ying is the person she most hopes to become, so now that she has a direction to work hard for, she walks more firmly and bravely than anyone else.

"That child is really a born son of swordsmanship."

The Taoist priest who carried Jiang Han back to Chunyang Palace that day stood in front of Chunyang Palace, looking at the girl standing with a sword in the martial arts arena from a distance, feeling deeply moved in his heart.

Standing behind him was a young man in Taoist robes, but his usual gentle expression was a little unspeakably tangled.

"Master, why are you walking around the rivers and lakes with the appearance of your disciple and grandson again? If you do this, it will cause trouble to Rong Xuan."

Li Wangsheng, who had already taken over the Chunyang Palace, looked at his master with white hair and childlike face, and felt a dull pain in his knees.

"And why did you lie to your junior sister that she is a disciple of the third generation of Chunyang Palace?"

——Still a nominal disciple under his name.

Li Wangsheng's heart would be pierced whenever he thought of this incident. Although he could vaguely guess what Master's plan was, he still felt that his junior sister was too wronged.

After all, with the aptitude of a junior sister, no matter which sect she was thrown into, she would be a legitimate true disciple.

"Forget life, since His Majesty made Taoism the state religion, Chunyang Palace is no longer a pure Taoist temple."

Lu Dongbin, who has achieved the supreme myth in the rivers and lakes—Lu Zu, said kindly to his second disciple,

"Xiaohan is not you. When you practiced with me, you were only disciples of my Lu Dongbin, not the disciples of the founder of Chunyang Palace."

But now Chunyang Palace is on the right track, accepting apprentices from outside, and raising countless orphans, it's not like yesterday.

The child brought back unintentionally has a heart and aptitude far superior to those of her peers, and Lu Zu does not want her calm state of mind to be ruined by her outstanding status and the flattery of those around her.

So she was just an ordinary nominal disciple, step by step, steadfastly waving the wooden sword in the martial arts arena.

"Xiaohan's swordsmanship will definitely have a smooth future, so I only teach her martial arts mentality, and don't teach her any swordsmanship for the time being."

"At least, she must have a more solid foundation than ordinary people."

——In this way, when she rises steadily in the future, she will not be shaky because of the unstable foundation.

How do you say something?There is no time in the mountains, but thousands of years have passed in the world.

Jiang Han was a dead house in his previous life, and he is not as active as his peers in this life. He is very stuffy and lonely.

For an obsession in her heart, she buried her head in hard work, and when she came to her senses, there was no one of her peers who could take on her power with a sword.

Maybe it's because the shell of the game is too strong, and her mental age is anyway older than the little carrot head of the same age.Jiang Han thought so.

——But compared to my male god, it's far behind!

——The master of the villa is a kendo wizard who has calmly stepped into the realm of Daojian without making a sword in ten years!

Occasionally, Jiang Han would also want to be lazy.

But every time at this time, Jiang Han would think, the distance is already very far away, if he goes down again, won't he never see the owner in this life?

So I shook off the few grains of salt on my body and continued to practice hard.

Over the past few years, Jiang Han has turned himself into an aphasic patient with severe social disorders, and into a high-altitude flower in the eyes of Chunyang disciples.

Relying on his outstanding talent, outstanding cultivation, extraordinary heart, and unparalleled beauty (?), when Jiang Han was promoted to a second-generation disciple, no one objected.

Even Jiang Han himself was just a little confused in his heart, as if he was being led by his original "named master" to kowtow to Lu Zu in a daze.

"The time has come for the sword to be unsheathed."

After Lu Zu, who was a little familiar with Xianfeng Daogu, said this sentence, Jiang Han was stuffed with a small burden, took his own sword, and was thrown off Zuowangfeng.

In addition to a look of bewilderment, there are two looks of bewilderment.

Jiang Han is not an inquisitive person. She knows many things in her heart, but she doesn't care about them, so she can specialize in certain things.

When she recalled the deep meaning in Lu Zu's words, she decided to go down the mountain.

Test the world with the sword, benefit the common people with the sword, it's time to make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes.

——Otherwise, where did the unknown get the shame to meet the master of the hidden sword.

This is the self-cultivation of a hardcore fan.

Jiang Han didn't intend to go to the Hidden Sword Villa before she became famous, so she never inquired about the Hidden Sword Villa.

Occasionally hearing that Ye Wei, the third son of the Ye family, used the name of Wushuangjian to test the heroes of the world, Jiang Han was only slightly moved in his heart.

——The owner of the villa is too homely, so people in the world rarely hear his name, he is really indifferent and far-reaching, Yue Zhiyuan.

So even though he vaguely felt that something was wrong, Jiang Han didn't go into it.

The three-foot Qingfeng sword tried the world, Jiang Han showed the energy he had when he was cultivating the sword, and worked hard, but didn't open his mouth.

Even if it was a treacherous and evil person, she would just tie them up and send them to Tiance Mansion after defeating them. Over time, the name of "Benevolent Sword" became famous all over the world.

Jiang Han didn't want to kill people, at least he didn't want to kill people before he was mentally prepared.

But she didn't realize that in this dangerous arena, controlling the enemy is much, much harder than killing the enemy.

By the time she was a little bored, she was already well-known and well-known, and because she never bullied others, abided by public law, behaved in the world, and behaved, she was greatly praised.

——It can be said that the name of Renjian is well deserved.

However, Jiang Han, who is doomed to be single for a lifetime due to social barriers, didn't realize this without being told. He just found that he had a lot less trouble going out recently.

Even if some Jiangyang robbers were caught by her, no one tried to escape, and she had a peaceful face of "Oh, that's great, Laozi won't die when Laozi comes out of the bureau, he will still be a good man".

Jiang Han felt that this Jianghu was poisonous.

Jiang Han, who was tired of eating dirt, couldn't bear the years of wandering outside, his slumber nature broke out, and he just wanted to go home and nest.

She hurried back to Chunyang Palace, but received an unprecedented warm welcome.

Jiang Han looked at the disciple who shouted "Little Master Uncle is back" and hurried away, feeling a little confused.

——Wait, don't come here, give labor and management time to wash their faces for a song!

Jiang Han with a paralyzed face didn't know why he suddenly became very popular.

In the past, he was obviously a little disciple who only dared to look at her from a distance, but now he was as excited as she touched the hand of the big farmer when he gave a candied haws.

——emmmm, there should be nothing wrong with this metaphor.

When reporting her master's safety, senior brother Li Wangsheng handed her an invitation card.

——Hidden Sword Villa, the famous sword poster of the second famous sword conference.

Jiang Han remained expressionless, his heart exploding silently.

——So that's what Master meant when he said that the time is coming hahaha! ! !I'm finally going to meet the Grand Master! ! !

Senior brother Li Wangsheng smiled very gently: "For this famous sword competition, I will trouble my junior sister to lead the disciples to go together."

Jiang Han: "I should obey my orders, but my junior sister's martial arts are eclipsed, and her words are mild, so I'm afraid she won't be able to convince everyone."

Li Wangsheng: "Haha Junior Sister really knows how to joke, Master will be very happy if you are so lively."

——Who is kidding you! ! !

However, Jiang Han would not refuse the good opportunity that came to his door, so he accepted the famous sword invitation, and set off for Hidden Sword Villa with ten outstanding three-generation disciples.

For this reason, he specially changed into the best-looking school uniform and combed his long hair.

——Just kidding, who gave her the courage to talk to the owner in the same disgraceful manner as she did in the days when she was walking in the rivers and lakes?Liang Jingru?

Feeling that her self-cultivation as a brain-dead fan is enough for her to walk in front of the male god, Jiang Han has a long sword in white, and the sword's energy is as restrained as the deep sea, as thick as Mount Tai, and as thin as a cloud of smoke.

In short, it rises in a way that is biubiu, and it is an unattainable snow lotus from the inside to the outside.

When she rode Mochizuki and her disciples to Hidden Sword Villa, and turned over from the horseback, her clothes were as graceful as a nine-day exile.

Even disciples of Chunyang, who have long been used to the beauty and aggressiveness of their uncle, feel very amazed.

Gao Yuan, who cannot be desecrated, their uncle is like a fairy who has left behind the mortal world. Not only is his appearance and temperament excellent, but his character and temperament are also perfect.

#No wonder, the brother said that the uncle was a great power to cross the catastrophe in his previous life! #

Jiang Han's trip is considered to be a substitute for his master and senior brother to participate in the Famous Sword Conference, and with her reputation in Jianghu, it can be said that she is the favorite to win the championship.

Even the other party's status in the Jianghu is so respected by others, even Ye Mengqiu, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, went out to greet him.

Facing his male god's father, even if Jiang Han is a waste of words, he still has to squeeze out a few words to be polite.

"Chunyang Palace is really full of talents and noble conduct, which is admirable."

"Where there is, the name of the gentleman of Hidden Sword Villa also makes me admire, and the eldest son has an extraordinary state of mind and outstanding swordsmanship, which is really hard for me to match."

Jiang Han subconsciously said politely, but Ye Mengqiu's smiling face froze slightly.

"...Miss Jiang was joking."

Ye Mengqiu's complexion was a little bad, thinking that the other party was mocking him.But looking at Jiang Han's quiet eyes, he felt a little puzzled. The other party should not be the kind of shameless person who pokes people's pain.

He explained with a gloomy heart: "...my eldest son has mediocre aptitude and no talent for swordsmanship. I really can't afford such a high praise from a girl."

Jiang Han: "........."

I—had—a—big—slot—

Jiang Han finally realized what went wrong.

In the seventh year of Kaiyuan in the Tang Dynasty, the second famous sword meeting was held in the Cangjian Villa. At this time, Ye Ying was 14 years old and entered the realm of Daojian.

At this time, Ye Ying was treated as an "elm" by Ye Mengqiu because of her dull temper and lack of expression, and she was left out for more than ten years.

At this time, Ye Ying hadn't yet received a compliment from Aunt Gongsun, and it was still ten years before he became famous in the world by fighting against the two great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult.

And she, Jiang Han, the closed disciple of Lu Dongbin, the founder of Chunyang Palace, this year, she is four years behind Ye Ying in terms of her kendo cultivation.

But now she has achieved great success in the way of swordsmanship, reaching the state of unity of human and sword, and she is the fastest-improving disciple in Chunyang Palace.

And in the arena, she has already earned the name of "Benevolent Sword".

——It can be said that her current status in the arena is a bit higher than that of Ye Mengqiu's "incompetent eldest son", and it can be said that she is as stable as an old driver driving.

Jiang Han stood there silently, split in two from the beginning to the end.

If you want to be friends with a male god, you must first do a good job of self-cultivation.

But who will tell her that she has over-cultivated her now, what should she do?

#what can I do?I am also very desperate! #

#Crying like a 200-pound dog. #

#Wow woof! #